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As a kid I was like a real life Pippy Longstocking: independent, fearless, messy. I dressed in black leggings and an oversized tshirt with my school mascot on it almost every day, and didn’t give a shit. Clothing was nothing more than a way to cover my body and I had no interest in dressing to impress. My body was a tool for action and exploring my limits, and I didn’t understand how clothing could amplify it’s potential.